"Uh huh, you see me in the spotlight Ooh I love your style. Uh huh, Show me what you got cause I don't wanna waste my time. Uh huh, See me in the spotlight, Ooh I love your style. Uh huh, Show me what you got now, come on make it worth my while. Give it to me, I'm worth it."
Note: So, I've become obsessed with these two songs: Worth It ~ Fifth Harmony & Nobody Love ~ Tori Kelly, and I think this is why this came to be. This and my love of Crime Drama Shows (NCIS marathon was on last weekend). I just added Bethyl into it and it seemed to just flow. I'm proud of it so far, and I hope you guys like it…
Chapter One: The Case
They said it was going to be simple. Easy in and out. Just get his phone bugged and get the hell outta dodge. She wished it had been that simple.
FBI Atlanta Field Office
Grimes Team Office Space
Friday 16:43
Beth could barely hold in her excitement. She was going to LA with Maggie for a whole entire weekend. No drug dealers. No murderers. No rapists. For a whole entire weekend. She absentmindedly started playing with her long blonde locks as she daydreamed of the beach and which actors/ actresses they may meet there. She looked over at her clock on her computer desktop. In fifteen minutes she would be leaving the office, going to her apartment, and packing for tomorrow. This weekend was going to kick ass.
Her daydreams came to an end when she heard her boss's voice.
"Greene, got somethin' for ya'."
Beth drug her eyes from her computer to see her boss waving a case file in her face. She sighed, "Mr. Grimes, you know I go on vacation with Maggie early tomorrow morning. I need to get home and pack." Rick stared at her, clearly not comprehending what she was trying to say. Even though, he more than likely did know and just was acting like he didn't. Beth sighed, "Can this just not wait 'til after the weekend?" Beth batted her eyelashes at him.
Rick gave a small laugh, "I need you on this one, Beth."
Beth rolled her eyes as she took the case file from him, which was extremely thick and heavy. Well, she guessed she could stay for a little while longer. What was the harm? Plus, she never could say no to Rick. He was just that kind of boss. Nice, understanding, and caring.
Rick started walking away as she yelled loud enough for him to hear, "Fifteen minutes before I'm supposed to leave? Ya' know you're gonna owe me for this one, right?"
Rick chuckled. He was out of sight but she still heard him from down the hall, "Who works for who, Greene?"
She smiled as she opened up her criminal database on her computer to get ready for whatever Rick was having her do. She opened the file and took one look at the names that were at the top. Beth scoffed and shook her head, "To hell I am."
She was not mad, no, she was outraged. She marched her way towards Rick's office, trying to keep herself calm but halfway there she saw Rick's office lights off and the door shut, a clear sign he had taken off.
"That slick bast-", Beth was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder.
"Whoa, sweat heart. Watch that mouth."
She started walking back to her desk, ripping from the grasp on her shoulder, "Not now Shane."
When Beth got back to her desk she grabbed her cell phone and dialed Rick's number.
"Grimes."
Beth didn't miss a beat, "I can't do an undercover op tonight! And I sure as hell ain't dealing with the Dixon brothers tonight! Are you crazy? The stuff they've done… I thought you had Walsh on this." Rick tried to cut in, "Beth, calm do-"
Beth cut him off, not done pleading her case, "I'm not ready for this, I've only been an agent for a year and you're sending me off to bug a Dixon's phone? Either one would cut my hand off before I'd get close to it. Have you read about them? Cause I have, and nope. No sir. No thank you." As Beth caught her breath she was well aware of the eyes in the office space that were looking over at her. She couldn't care less at the moment.
Rick waited then started, "Are you done?" Silence. "Okay, then. Now listen, you are one of my bests. If I thought you weren't ready for this I wouldn't have given this part of the case to you. We just need you to get in there, get one of the boys' minds off of his phone somehow, and bug it. Our sources say those brothers have something huge and drug related going down next week and we need their location so we can finally get these men off our streets."
"I get that. And I want that too but why me? Why can't your "source" trail behind their car the night of?" Beth had to admit, she sounded like a child but she was terrified. She was going to beat this dead horse until it wasn't her problem anymore.
"Been there, tried that. These brothers are smart and very careful. The last people we sent to trail behind their vehicle nearly ended up killed. Plus, we don't know exactly what time or what day. We just know it's going down either this weekend or early next week." Beth sighed. Rick continued, "Now you… they wouldn't see you coming. You and your innocent big blue eyes and your cute demeanor. They wouldn't suspect a thing."
Beth glared at the file in front of her while tapping her fingers on her desk, "I guess I have no choice in the matter. Even if you are throwing me to the wolves…. And just for the record, I think this plan is dumb."
Rick sighed, "Look Beth, you've been one of my most promising agents. You can get almost anyone to like you. Not to mention you're pretty, young, and smart." There was silence for a while and then Rick spoke up, "You're our best bet, whether you believe it or not."
"Flattery won't get you anywhere Rick." Beth fingers grazed the over the file, fiddling with the pages.
Rick laughed, "Oh I think it already has."
She let a small whimper of disapproval escape her lips. Rick's voice interrupted her temper tantrum, "How about we sweeten the deal?"
Her ears perked, "Go on…"
"You do this tonight and I'll give you all of next week. Paid vacation time." Rick smiled as he heard silence.
"Extra time off won't do me any good if I'm dead." Stubbornness was one of Beth's prized attributes.
Rick shook his head, "You'll have back-up. It's not like you're going in alone."
She sighed and hung her head low, "…. Fine."
"That's my girl! Now get to it."
She rolled her eyes for the millionth time it felt, "Yeah, okay." She ended the call and sat at her desk. She looked at the picture on her desk of her whole family sitting on the porch of the farmhouse she grew up in. If she got this night over with she would go with Maggie to LA for the weekend, fly back to Georgia, and would actually be able to spend all week with her whole family on the farm. It was a deal she could hardly resist. She never got to see them as much as she wanted after she moved to the city to become a FBI Agent.
If you had told a sixteen year old Beth Greene that she would become a Georgia FBI Field Agent, she would have laughed in your face and told you, 'Yeah, right.' It wasn't until Beth was out of high school and Maggie, who had been a lawyer for a few years, showed Beth around her office building. Sure, it wasn't FBI but it kind of sparked Beth's interest in the legal system. She had always loved helping people and she never lost faith when she would be watching TV and see a boy or girl had gone missing. She always believed they would be found and returned to their loved ones. So a little ways down the road, here she was working at the age of twenty-one in the Federal Bureau of Investigation: Atlanta Field Office. She wasn't going to do this forever, but for right now this was what she loved to do.
Until cases like these came across her desk. Less than 24 hours before her vacation.
She sighed as she looked through their file. Yep, the Dixon brothers were a piece of work. The team had been waiting for these men to slip up for a while now. They were smart and cunning and they knew how to get out of a bad, illegal situation and quick. She had done her research on them before but even she had to have breaks in between the treacherous torture some of their victims had endured. Sure, their victims were all fellow drug lords and murderers but it still didn't make the Dixons innocent of murder.
Beth felt someone's presence behind her and she swiveled her chair around to see Shane smiling down at her.
Beth sat back in her chair, "So I guess I'm playing the skanky blonde girl who can't hold her liquor, right?"
Shane leaned against her desk as he laughed at her description, "Sounds 'bout right. You up for this? This is some upper class shit."
Beth looked to the side and then back at him, "Rick seems to think so. And I've been undercover before, just… These men are different. They've done things to people that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy."
Shane regarded her, "True, but ya' can't think 'bout that. It'll trip you up."
Beth nodded, "You're right. Thanks…."
Shane could tell she was still uneasy, "Look, me and Abe will be in there in case anything goes bad. You just gotta stay in our sights. We can't get too close to the brothers because they'd notice me but we'll be around. Not to mention a whole lotta back-up that'll bring the place down on my word. You got nothing to be worried about."
She nodded again, "Okay." Shane left her desk with a smile. That had reassured her a little but she still was nervous.
This was definitely going to be a long night.
